*Fingersnaps*

Natha worked her way around the eastern border of the Tall Grass Plains. She was close to finishing up her patrol as the sun worked it's way closer to the horizon. There was a rumble of thunder far in the distance but thankfully the storm seemed to be far enough away that she'd have time to finish her patrol and take shelter before it hit. At least that was the plan until she spied something moving out in the woods that border the Armada's territory. Many somethings in fact.

Natha's fur stood on end, golden eyes sweeping the woods as a wild dog emerged. It was a large, muscular mutt of some kind, pale and riddled with scars. A black dog appeared beside it, followed by two more wild dogs. Uh oh… they looked hungry and far too bold for their own good. Natha tipped back her head and yowled for the wolves of the Armada to come defend their territory. And not a moment too soon as even more wild dogs appeared. Hells it was a whole pack of them! The dogs howled their own challenge and Natha's heart hammered in her chest. Bloody hell!